When Will It Be My Turn?

everyone around me is falling in love,

as i fall into nothing but my own thoughts.

i sit in the comforting silence of my room,

in a sad attempt to connect the dots.

“when will it be my turn?”

the question circles my hopeless mind.

as tears smear my page, i wonder if

there will be someone that i’ll soon find.

they tell me that i’m “still young”,

and that i “don’t need a boyfriend yet”.

are teens forbid from wanting love?

can’t i dream of a romeo to my juliet.

so i will continue to lie here,

convincing myself that i’m content as i am

though i can’t help but wish that someday

i’ll be happy with my very own man

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my first poem outside of school! looking for some feedback cuz i’m trying to get into writing poems more!! ✌️

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